Wicked Wednesday #188 — Believe in Yourself!!!

Believe in yourself…

That was the quiet mantra that Margaux played over and over in her head. From the time that she did not move to New York with Laure, as close as they were as sisters…New York was Laure’s dream not hers. When she doubted her decision when alone in Paris, she told Laure. Laure had told her:

“Believe in yourself.”

Margaux wrapped her arms about herself, and Rafe looked at her.

“Are you cold?”
She shook her head, and smiled.

Why was it with all of the things that she had been through in her life, that right now with him, she felt more insecure than she ever had? She knew she was beautiful, it was a curse and a blessing. She knew that Rafe wanted her and that was fine, she wanted him. But she had never wanted a man before that she knew there would be no chance to be in anything deeper with. Usually men wanted her, she was not one who needed to have a man however she could have him.

“Why is it,” Rafe questioned his hand on her lap. “that I feel nervous around you like I am a boy about to have my first woman?”

Margaux was startled to hear him say that but before she could say anything, his mouth slanted across her parted lips. She licked her lips after because they felt dry, but his moist mouth was on them again before she had finished. His tongue caressed the tip of hers, and his hand on her thigh slipped under her dress. Her dress was short, from her thighs to her wet labia was a simple sojourn for his hand. He barely touched her, and she was ready to come. One half circle on her clit with his finger, and she was completely undone.

“You’re good at this…” she smiled.

Rafe frowned.

“I am sorry…” she started, without even knowing why she was sorry. “What did I say wrong?”

Rafe studied her, and moved his hand from between her legs.

“This is not a game for me. I am not on a hunt…I want you…” He looked down at her thighs, and licked each finger that had been between her legs.

Margaux squirmed as he did so, looking in her eyes and not blinking.

“You are so beautiful,” he said, kissing her neck and nibbling on the soft tip of her ear.

He said beautiful to her, and her heart beat faster. She knew he thought she was beautiful by the way he looked at her, but to hear him say it. She closed her eyes and surrendered to the sensation of his touch.

Until he stopped.

Her eyes shot open.

“I do not want to rush with you Margaux. I want you to believe in me, to believe in us…”

“Us?” she smirked.

Rafe did not smile.

“I want to get to know you, every part of you…”

His hand went under her dress again, and his fingers hooked inside of her. She gasped, and he moved his hand.

“I know how to touch you here,” he said and hooked his finger inside her again. She thought she was going to come until he moved his fingers. He trailed his long fingers up over her belly and between her breasts. He moved his finger in a half circle about one breast. “But I want to touch you here.”

His fingers on her heart, he did not know he already had touched her there.

But she did not believe enough in them to feel it.

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